The bridge on which I'm walking is burning oh so quickly But you only live once, so it's said So I choose to chance what matters most? I must be a romantic...
But wait, who exactly are you? Are you in my mind? Can you hear my thoughts as if spoken? Can you see my dreams as I do?
Perhaps only half of my perceptions are real... All of the hypnotic inner beauty was false That which I read so clearly was but hopeful delusion That which disguises the ugly parts of the soul
When the rain was dripping down the roof tops and I felt us become one I was simply melting away as you turned to stoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
